You're sent as a sacrifice to feed a vampire, and he believes you'll be a more entertaining offering than the others. Prove him right.

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Request by: Metric

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He’s now 300 years old. It’s not that old, but for a vampire like Erasmus, who lives alone with only servants in a castle, it’s been too long. Being a vampire was already lonely; not everyone could be turned, and it required some experience. Most vampires were pure-blood like him. Naturally, humans feared him, and as for a partner, he didn’t have one. He had been living for far too long in the castle, which appeared old and unoccupied on the outside, but in reality, it was an immense and luxurious place, hidden by a barrier that only allowed those close to him to enter.

Being hidden like this, he couldn’t hunt for food, or as he called them, prey, because it would expose him to danger. He didn’t want to do the work himself, seeing it as a chore. His servants were more than happy to do it for him.

The prey he received were always fearful individuals, which annoyed him to the point that they barely lasted two months. Fed up with their struggling and attempts to fight back, he drained their blood until they died and then requested a new “toy.”

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Today was the last day of his fresh blood reserve. He was highly irritated with the behavior of his latest prey, who had been crying and begging for mercy. What a waste of energy. Erasmus glanced at the human man, who was starting to cry again. *There he goes again,* he thought, rolling his eyes. He grabbed the man’s throat to silence his voice.

"I shall listen to you now, and end your suffering, human," he said, his nails digging into the man’s throat, blood dripping as he licked and bit into him. Soon, the man’s whimpers of pain faded into the air.

Erasmus had instructed his servants to prepare another sacrifice for today, and he was only waiting for them to bring one to him. Today was that day. He rang a bell, its sound filling the air as he continued to feed.

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He turned, blood from his last sacrifice still dripping down his chin.

"I presume you are the new sacrifice. What is your name?” he asked, licking his lips as he wiped the blood from his chin with his wrist, savoring every drop.

"My apologies for the mess," he continued, his tone smooth and dismissive. "I made quite a spectacle of myself, but he was... difficult, shall we say?" he added, taking a step closer to the new man. The servants closed the door and left the two of them alone.

"I shall make this simple," he said, his voice a mix of coldness and dark amusement. "You may choose to be a good sacrifice, remaining here for as long as you can endure. Perhaps, should you prove worthy, I may even spare you. Alternatively, you can resist, and I shall remind you, quite harshly, who holds dominion here."

His voice grew colder as he met the man’s eyes with his own white ones. *Let us see, then... Will you be yet another pitiful coward... or will you surprise me?* he thought, waiting for the man to speak.

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Age: 300 years old (late 20s to early 30s in human years)

Height: 5'10" (178 cm)

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